When I was younger we moved to this house it was big a beautiful but very old. That's when I was seven. I saw a ghost of what was a women with an all black dress and pretty blue like crystal eyes I saw every feature.
I already knew ghosts were in the house because I could feel them and I had dreams about them but over the years of my life more things have happened.
One time I was sleep and it felt like something had kissed me in one of our other houses. I was thirteen and I was laying down. I never sleep in the dark because I see shadows. I had the light from the t.v shining in my room so I felt something on top of me and I felt arms so I grabbed the arms and tried to push it of off me but it grabbed me and slammed me back down. I tired to moved on my side and it pinched my butt and I yelled stop and let me go and it left.
Another time I heard the sound of breathing approaching me and I quickly awoke and it went away so the next night I was laying in my bed on my way to sleep and something picked me up and put me on the other side of the bed
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Thursday, June 23, 2011
Murdered Landlord
What I am about to say is all 100% true.
One morning, about 6:30, (it is in the middle of summer) I woke to my mom shuffling around. So being my groggy self I went up to tell her to shut up and I went back into my room. It was pitch black, and my door was all the way closed. My houses heater is always on. I was facing my lamp when I felt a huge swoosh go down all my body. I was suddenly freezing. I turned my head and saw, by my empty wall, two huge red eyes staring at me. I ran and jumped out of bed into my moms room.
My basement has carpet, which is weird, because this next experience scared me terribly. It was 2:00 in the morning and I was up because I had to much candy that day. I was walking towards my IPod station when I felt like I was falling, and all I could see was black. I felt like I was falling on the giant drop, only it didn't stop. When I could see I was back in my bed. The weird part? No one except for me was staying at the house that night.
Then, me and my friend, Alexia were having a sleepover in my basement. Alexia being a smart-alec wanted to see if I had any spirits in my house, so instead of a Ouija board, we used a dice. Shutting of all the lights, we calmly said together, "If any spirits are here in this house, please roll a two." We rolled a two, we repeated this 3 times. All twos. Then Lexi got an evil look in her eyes. Her eyes turned blue, (they are normally a very noticeable vibrant green) and her voice was scratchy. Coming towards me, she whispered out the words, "Murdered Landlord." We rent our house, and the landlord is still alive. Lexi then passed out, and me in fright, passed out with her.
We woke up at 2 in the afternoon, Lexi not remembering a thing. I didn't tell her what happened. Then the thought hit me. In my backyard, my landlord has a shed which no one is allowed in. So, at 11 at night, I went into my backyard to open the door. I didn't get in, so I decided to throw a rock at the window.
Then a boy appeared. The same cold blue eyes on him. He looked the same age as me. He sneered at my then raised a bloody fist and disappeared. I ran inside and slept with the light on. I am so glad I moved away. But so many questions are still in my head.
Sent in by JD
One morning, about 6:30, (it is in the middle of summer) I woke to my mom shuffling around. So being my groggy self I went up to tell her to shut up and I went back into my room. It was pitch black, and my door was all the way closed. My houses heater is always on. I was facing my lamp when I felt a huge swoosh go down all my body. I was suddenly freezing. I turned my head and saw, by my empty wall, two huge red eyes staring at me. I ran and jumped out of bed into my moms room.
My basement has carpet, which is weird, because this next experience scared me terribly. It was 2:00 in the morning and I was up because I had to much candy that day. I was walking towards my IPod station when I felt like I was falling, and all I could see was black. I felt like I was falling on the giant drop, only it didn't stop. When I could see I was back in my bed. The weird part? No one except for me was staying at the house that night.
Then, me and my friend, Alexia were having a sleepover in my basement. Alexia being a smart-alec wanted to see if I had any spirits in my house, so instead of a Ouija board, we used a dice. Shutting of all the lights, we calmly said together, "If any spirits are here in this house, please roll a two." We rolled a two, we repeated this 3 times. All twos. Then Lexi got an evil look in her eyes. Her eyes turned blue, (they are normally a very noticeable vibrant green) and her voice was scratchy. Coming towards me, she whispered out the words, "Murdered Landlord." We rent our house, and the landlord is still alive. Lexi then passed out, and me in fright, passed out with her.
We woke up at 2 in the afternoon, Lexi not remembering a thing. I didn't tell her what happened. Then the thought hit me. In my backyard, my landlord has a shed which no one is allowed in. So, at 11 at night, I went into my backyard to open the door. I didn't get in, so I decided to throw a rock at the window.
Then a boy appeared. The same cold blue eyes on him. He looked the same age as me. He sneered at my then raised a bloody fist and disappeared. I ran inside and slept with the light on. I am so glad I moved away. But so many questions are still in my head.
Sent in by JD
Monday, April 11, 2011
The Exorcisms of Danielle Isaac
When: April 8th 2011 8:21 P.M- to this day
Where: Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada at Springs Church
It all started around March, when I took up a new interest called Demonology. it didn't take long until the study had converted me from a Christian to a full out Satanist. I had started attempting to summon Demons and I never got a sign there was one there, so I bought a Ouija board. Last night, I had toted with it to see if my promised Guardian Demon was there, and I remember the whole thing word for word and here's how it went.
Me: is there anyone else in this room with me who wishes to speak with me?
Ouija: the penny moves to the word yes
Me: holy-! Are you good or bad?
Ouija penny moves to the letter b
Me: ... Ok will you do anything to harm me or anyone
Ouija: M A Y B E
Me: alright then how many spirits are here?Ouija move to 3
Me: okay what are your names
Ouija: B E L I A L M A L P H A S L E G I O N
Me: ok. Well maybe its my imagination so I'm leaving
Right as I was about to leave I heard loud hissing from all around me and wouldn't stop until my good friend Katrina arrived.
So we went to nurv and it was raining. I kept seeing orange auras and when we got outside I didn't go in. Then It felt like a huge time gap, because before I knew it I was inside the Christ session and I was choking. It felt like something was trying to come out. I also remember my friend Kelsie praying but my choking was so bad I couldn't hear anything or anyone. I was then rushed to a secluded area, and then I felt a humongous rush of energy and I couldn't talk or anything and I felt the time gap again. I remember battling the orange aura and then another time gap. It seemed like forever and when I felt my conscious slowly come back, I screamed GET OUT OF ME!!!! and then the choking ceased. But I didn't know that the demon was gone- I didn't know I had three. A girl told me I had experienced Demon Evocation and assured me it was gone. Then the priest began reciting words from the bible and I felt the orange aura surge again. time gaps happened again.
My friend had voice recorded the session, but when I listened I couldn't hear the Exorcisers talking but instead my screaming and a hissing. Here's what I could make out.
John: Tell me Demon, what is your name?!
me/demon: I AM 28!!!
John: in the name of the holy son Jesus Christ tell me your name!!
Demon: ANO 28!!
John and Phil: In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to tell me your name!!
Demon: I AM BELIAL! ONE OF THE FOUR CROWNS AND CHIEF OF 80 LEGIONS OF SPIRITS!
John/Phil is inaudible
Demon: I WILL NOT LEAVE! THIS GIRL HAS REPENTED THE WORTHLESS AND VILE SON!!
John inaudible
Demon: IF YOU CAN SHUT UP WITH THIS RELIGIOUS SHIT FOR ONE MINUTE, I'LL LET HER GO!!
Kaitlyn: NO, Belial you have no right to be in this girl and Jesus Christ , son of god commands you to leave!
Then I heard them chanting Latin and English and then covered by my scream. I then had enough time to yell something.
Me: GET OUT OF MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Then my choking stopped and I bursted out crying. Then Kaitlyn told me it was all done, but I felt another power.it was the other demon, Malphas.
It went almost the same, but he actually left.
The last one was a Legion, and it's still in me, as well as Belial. Tomorrow I am heading for my fourth exorcism, and hopefully my last. Possession is NOT a joke nor should it be taken lightly. It was the most terrifying and painful experience ever.
Sent in by Danielle Isaac, Copyright 2011
Where: Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada at Springs Church
It all started around March, when I took up a new interest called Demonology. it didn't take long until the study had converted me from a Christian to a full out Satanist. I had started attempting to summon Demons and I never got a sign there was one there, so I bought a Ouija board. Last night, I had toted with it to see if my promised Guardian Demon was there, and I remember the whole thing word for word and here's how it went.
Me: is there anyone else in this room with me who wishes to speak with me?
Ouija: the penny moves to the word yes
Me: holy-! Are you good or bad?
Ouija penny moves to the letter b
Me: ... Ok will you do anything to harm me or anyone
Ouija: M A Y B E
Me: alright then how many spirits are here?Ouija move to 3
Me: okay what are your names
Ouija: B E L I A L M A L P H A S L E G I O N
Me: ok. Well maybe its my imagination so I'm leaving
Right as I was about to leave I heard loud hissing from all around me and wouldn't stop until my good friend Katrina arrived.
So we went to nurv and it was raining. I kept seeing orange auras and when we got outside I didn't go in. Then It felt like a huge time gap, because before I knew it I was inside the Christ session and I was choking. It felt like something was trying to come out. I also remember my friend Kelsie praying but my choking was so bad I couldn't hear anything or anyone. I was then rushed to a secluded area, and then I felt a humongous rush of energy and I couldn't talk or anything and I felt the time gap again. I remember battling the orange aura and then another time gap. It seemed like forever and when I felt my conscious slowly come back, I screamed GET OUT OF ME!!!! and then the choking ceased. But I didn't know that the demon was gone- I didn't know I had three. A girl told me I had experienced Demon Evocation and assured me it was gone. Then the priest began reciting words from the bible and I felt the orange aura surge again. time gaps happened again.
My friend had voice recorded the session, but when I listened I couldn't hear the Exorcisers talking but instead my screaming and a hissing. Here's what I could make out.
John: Tell me Demon, what is your name?!
me/demon: I AM 28!!!
John: in the name of the holy son Jesus Christ tell me your name!!
Demon: ANO 28!!
John and Phil: In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to tell me your name!!
Demon: I AM BELIAL! ONE OF THE FOUR CROWNS AND CHIEF OF 80 LEGIONS OF SPIRITS!
John/Phil is inaudible
Demon: I WILL NOT LEAVE! THIS GIRL HAS REPENTED THE WORTHLESS AND VILE SON!!
John inaudible
Demon: IF YOU CAN SHUT UP WITH THIS RELIGIOUS SHIT FOR ONE MINUTE, I'LL LET HER GO!!
Kaitlyn: NO, Belial you have no right to be in this girl and Jesus Christ , son of god commands you to leave!
Then I heard them chanting Latin and English and then covered by my scream. I then had enough time to yell something.
Me: GET OUT OF MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Then my choking stopped and I bursted out crying. Then Kaitlyn told me it was all done, but I felt another power.it was the other demon, Malphas.
It went almost the same, but he actually left.
The last one was a Legion, and it's still in me, as well as Belial. Tomorrow I am heading for my fourth exorcism, and hopefully my last. Possession is NOT a joke nor should it be taken lightly. It was the most terrifying and painful experience ever.
Sent in by Danielle Isaac, Copyright 2011
Monday, December 13, 2010
Demon in the CR Classroom and Drama Class
Okay so my first story are both true, I have no reason to make this up.I'm currently in 11th grade, and these accorded back in 9th grade. Okay so me and my friends who I will call BJ, Amanda, Amber, Troy, Berry, and Don. We were all in our creative writing class, it was the end of the semester. We all felt like having some fun, Amanda thought of making a Ouija board. We all agree cause we pretty much thought it would be b/s cause we were in a high school. So we played along and used a ring for the pointer. We started asking if there was anything there, all of a sudden the ring moved to yes, we kinda laughed it off cause we thought Amanda had moved it herself. so we asked are you a ghost? the response we got back was yes, then it spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r. I was freaked out so I stopped and sat in a chair near them cause I wanted to watch, so we asked for a sign to show they were their. All of a sudden don fell out of the chair to the floor. I ran over to him and asked him what was wrong, he was so freaked out he could barely breath, his mom was the teacher so she laughed it off and went on with whatever she did. He grabbed on to me like a scared child and whispered it hit me it hit me, he just kept saying it over and over. I really freaked out then. I started to make them stop but I was stopped when I felt a sharp pain on my shoulder when we moved my shirt there was a huge print on my shoulder that looked like a hand with claws. Everyone had something happen to them but my friend Troy got the worst, the demon, we have no idea how he did this but, Troy ended up with about five huge puncture wounds on his chest near his heart. I can remember how scared we were, after that we did everything to get rid of it. Amanda never really seemed upset. but I cant tell you one thing, I still shake uncontrollably when I think of it.
Well after that whole thing I got them in my drama class in the next term.We all were happy to be together, and stuff. Amanda had kept the paper Ouija board, as a joke I guess. But she wasn't joking about using it on stage. We had a project for class to think of scary stories, so we were going to reenact the classroom thing. well Amanda wanted to really use the board again, everyone said yes other than me and don. Who wanted nothing to do with it but just sat there, Well we started acting we asked if anyone was there, the ring from before went to yes, then we asked who are you it spelled j-a-s-o-n we asked him what happened to you I-w-a-s-h-you-n-g. we looked around and said in here? it went to yes. We started asking him stuff like why and such he told us he was bullied and never wanted to deal with it anymore. Right before we ended our "play" which the teacher thought we weren't really using it. We said ok we're going to close this he spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r-s-b-a-c-k. then we all freaked out and looked around we heard this loud scream and the desk we were using was thrown from the stage and into the floor about ten feet away. We closed it and we all sat down and shook with fear. nothing has every been so scary!
Sent in by Arabella, Copyright 2010
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Well after that whole thing I got them in my drama class in the next term.We all were happy to be together, and stuff. Amanda had kept the paper Ouija board, as a joke I guess. But she wasn't joking about using it on stage. We had a project for class to think of scary stories, so we were going to reenact the classroom thing. well Amanda wanted to really use the board again, everyone said yes other than me and don. Who wanted nothing to do with it but just sat there, Well we started acting we asked if anyone was there, the ring from before went to yes, then we asked who are you it spelled j-a-s-o-n we asked him what happened to you I-w-a-s-h-you-n-g. we looked around and said in here? it went to yes. We started asking him stuff like why and such he told us he was bullied and never wanted to deal with it anymore. Right before we ended our "play" which the teacher thought we weren't really using it. We said ok we're going to close this he spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r-s-b-a-c-k. then we all freaked out and looked around we heard this loud scream and the desk we were using was thrown from the stage and into the floor about ten feet away. We closed it and we all sat down and shook with fear. nothing has every been so scary!
Sent in by Arabella, Copyright 2010
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Ok me and my friends were home alone. We were bored senseless and we had nothing to do. I looked for something to do on a big bookshelf sitting next to the TV whilst Janna was watching it. I found a Ouija Board. "Hey I found something we can do" I said not knowing what it is. I knew it was some sort of black magic but I really didn't believe it.
We both sat around in a circle with the lights off and candles lit for we can see. Janna went first. Nothing really happened so I gave it a shot. It spelled out the word KILL. We all started laughing then... something bit me! (I still have the bite marks for proof) and then I started getting freaked out. I was worried that we were messing with Satan which is something we should NEVER EVER do. We kept playing it until something threw me across the room and made a dent in the wall with me! We were scared we prayed that we would be ok because we really didn't want to die.
I was praying to God that we don't die and Janna was sitting in the corner senseless and out of space. I went over to her, whispered her name, nothing happened. I tried the same thing minutes later still nothing happened. The third time I tried it she snapped at me like a pit bull. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was NOT kidding around with me. Her eyes are blue but they had turned black. I started praying some more. I went crazy after about 2 minutes later.
Janna was still sitting in outer space and I looked at her and prayed that she would come out of it. She never did. I dint know what to do mom and dad went home cant call the police cant call any of moms friends they would all think that were joking. I stayed calm. Janna headed towards the Ouija Board and she let it guide her. It spelled out SATAN and then I ran for my life. I took the Ouija Board and though it in the garbage. I ran back to grab Janna. She was still in shock but she was running with me. We had no where to go. We hid underneath our porch while I was thinking of somewhere we could run.
I decided we would run 3 miles to Manson's house. (Manson is a good friend of ours.) We ran as fast as our legs can carry us. When we got there I banged of the door and Manson answered. "What are you doing here this late" I told him and he said we should stay the night at his house that night. That's exactly what we did. We laid Janna down in his bed and me and Manson talked. I told him what was going on. He kind of beloved me. I had proof that something bit me. He believed me now. It was a long cold night for me, Janna and Manson.
We were all scared now because Manson dint want us or himself to die. Me and Manson stayed up all night talking about what we were going to do. We cant kill the demon or whatever it was because its all ready dead. We cant call the police because they will thinks its a prank call and non of our parents were home. We were all out of ideas. Me and Manson sat across from each other legs crossed thinking of what to do. Nothing seemed to work when all of a sudden we hear this big BOOM! sound. It scared me and Manson out of our pants. We got up in a hurry and looked around to see what was there. We found nothing. I went in the bedroom to check on Janna she was fine. Now something wasn't right. We just crashed on the couch since we were REALLY tired and in the morning nothing was wrong. Nothing went BOOM! and Janna was fine but we since we did the Ouija Board nothing was the same since...
Sent in by Jasmine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
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We both sat around in a circle with the lights off and candles lit for we can see. Janna went first. Nothing really happened so I gave it a shot. It spelled out the word KILL. We all started laughing then... something bit me! (I still have the bite marks for proof) and then I started getting freaked out. I was worried that we were messing with Satan which is something we should NEVER EVER do. We kept playing it until something threw me across the room and made a dent in the wall with me! We were scared we prayed that we would be ok because we really didn't want to die.
I was praying to God that we don't die and Janna was sitting in the corner senseless and out of space. I went over to her, whispered her name, nothing happened. I tried the same thing minutes later still nothing happened. The third time I tried it she snapped at me like a pit bull. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was NOT kidding around with me. Her eyes are blue but they had turned black. I started praying some more. I went crazy after about 2 minutes later.
Janna was still sitting in outer space and I looked at her and prayed that she would come out of it. She never did. I dint know what to do mom and dad went home cant call the police cant call any of moms friends they would all think that were joking. I stayed calm. Janna headed towards the Ouija Board and she let it guide her. It spelled out SATAN and then I ran for my life. I took the Ouija Board and though it in the garbage. I ran back to grab Janna. She was still in shock but she was running with me. We had no where to go. We hid underneath our porch while I was thinking of somewhere we could run.
I decided we would run 3 miles to Manson's house. (Manson is a good friend of ours.) We ran as fast as our legs can carry us. When we got there I banged of the door and Manson answered. "What are you doing here this late" I told him and he said we should stay the night at his house that night. That's exactly what we did. We laid Janna down in his bed and me and Manson talked. I told him what was going on. He kind of beloved me. I had proof that something bit me. He believed me now. It was a long cold night for me, Janna and Manson.
We were all scared now because Manson dint want us or himself to die. Me and Manson stayed up all night talking about what we were going to do. We cant kill the demon or whatever it was because its all ready dead. We cant call the police because they will thinks its a prank call and non of our parents were home. We were all out of ideas. Me and Manson sat across from each other legs crossed thinking of what to do. Nothing seemed to work when all of a sudden we hear this big BOOM! sound. It scared me and Manson out of our pants. We got up in a hurry and looked around to see what was there. We found nothing. I went in the bedroom to check on Janna she was fine. Now something wasn't right. We just crashed on the couch since we were REALLY tired and in the morning nothing was wrong. Nothing went BOOM! and Janna was fine but we since we did the Ouija Board nothing was the same since...
Sent in by Jasmine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
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Monday, April 12, 2010
Henry the Ouija Spirit
My story started the summer after my freshman year in high school. I am currently a junior and I'm 17. I had used the Ouija board several months before and although it frightened me, I just had to use it again.
My interest started when I first used it and the board spelled the last name of my ex. I was the only one of my two cousins who knew how to correctly spell it. That summer, my cousin and I, Jess, hung out a lot by the little creek in her woods. She had the interest in the board because she had been one of the cousins I had first used the board with.
We decided to make our own Ouija board out of notebook paper, using her ring as the pointer. We took the paper to the creek and began using it. We spoke to a little boy who called himself Benjamin, claiming he had drowned in the creek when he was young. He wanted to move on to be with his mother but he didn't know how. Jess agreed with me to help this boy. We said a few prayers and kept out fingers on the ring until it said good-bye.
With our fingers still on the board, we felt as if there was another spirit there. The pointer began moving around the board and we started to become scared. A few seconds later we heard a twig snap close by us, only we were alone. Terrified we folded to paper up and ran to her four-wheeler that we had rode to the creek. On the trip back, we kept seeing a shadow darting around in the trees. we decided when we got back to the house that it was enough for now.
Later after dinner, we went and sat on her trampoline and pulled out our homemade Ouija board. We asked about spirits and got a young girl named Connie. She told us she had once lived in the house but got lost in the woods while looking for her brother, Benjamin. We told her we had talked to him and we helped him move on. We asked her a couple questions about what she looked like. I asked her hair color and the type. "R-E-D" and "C-U-R-L-Y" were my answers. Freaked, I asked if her nickname had been Curly. "Y-E-S" Now I was practically bouncing because when Jess had been young, she had an "imaginary" friend named curly, who had red, curly hair. She told us that yes, it had been her. Then she started saying help me. There was another spirit trying to pull her away and keep her as his. We did the same for here that we had done earlier for her brother.
When she was finally gone, the ring began to move. It was cussing me out for helping Curly. Me being a dumb 15 year-old, cussed this spirit back. After awhile, this spirit was laughing, obviously having a good time fighting with me. Curious, we asked his name. "H-E-N-R-Y" Talking to him more, we found out he was a spirit trapped in Satan's service. After some time, the pointer began to move slower than it had been. We asked why. "S-A-T-A-N-I-S-C-O-M-I-N-G" Now, deeply terrified we said good-bye and went inside.
The next day, we decided to play again. This time the first and only spirit that came to us was Henry. Henry told us that he was only 19 when he died and wanted us to search the internet to locate a possible article of his death. He then FORCED us to add these to our board: . , / ? ! ; This new board we specified was made FOR HENRY ONLY. When we couldn't find an article, we asked other questions about him. He told us he hated how Satan used him as a "slave" and asked us to set him free. He gave us bible versus to read and to pray for his release. While searching, my finger was still on the ring and it moved slightly. When Jess out her finger on the ring, it moved more "H-E-S-C-O-M-I-N-G" so we began to read. While doing this the pointer moved quickly over the exclamation mark over and over. We read some more and noticed something rather funny. The one word Henry spelled repeatedly. "G-O-G-O-G-O-G-O-G-O-G-O" We eventually succeeded.
We messed around more that day and discovered Henry was rather, I don't know how you'd say it. But he wanted me and my cousin to strip for him. Classic teenager. Even dead he was trying to get girls. He even wanted us to be his girlfriends. Once while I asked where he was sitting he said "B-E-S-I-D-E-Y-O-U" So I put my hand on the bed to the left, it was cold. And being stupid I asked "where is my hand at?" he replied "P-L-E-A-S-E-M-O-V-E-I-T-Y-O-U-R-T-E-A-S-I-N-G-M-E" So I wanted a picture. This I had never done before. Never seen a ghost in my life. But he told me to take a picture of the TV screen. When I snapped the picture on Jess's cell phone. All there was was me and her on the bed. When she looked back at it, there was a mist on the floor. There was a distinguished face, and an arm reaching toward my foot. We put the board away.
This is where it gets difficult for me to talk about. That night we played again and Henry began warning us that Satan was in the room. Sitting behind my cousin. Henry said that Satan was angry with us and was going to get even. We were told he was going after Nick( Jess's bf at the time) and Chris (my bf at the time). We were so terrified we asked Henry to go protect them. He said "I-W-I-L-L" and the ring slid to good-bye. As we were laying in bed to go to sleep, we both felt a tug on the blanket at our feet, with no one there.
To this day, I still have the homemade Ouija board with me. It stays in my wallet. I no longer want it but I don't know what will happen if I throw it away. I do, however, believe that Henry was a demon like Drew from Big chief's story Talking To A Friend From Hell because my story relates to his. If Henry was ever attracted to us could it be to the board? I don't believe he wants to hurt me but I don't like having my things disappear then reappear when I ask for it back. Nothing bad happens to me. I just want to be done with the board and the spirit/demon Jess and I befriended.
Sent in by Mysti, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
My interest started when I first used it and the board spelled the last name of my ex. I was the only one of my two cousins who knew how to correctly spell it. That summer, my cousin and I, Jess, hung out a lot by the little creek in her woods. She had the interest in the board because she had been one of the cousins I had first used the board with.
We decided to make our own Ouija board out of notebook paper, using her ring as the pointer. We took the paper to the creek and began using it. We spoke to a little boy who called himself Benjamin, claiming he had drowned in the creek when he was young. He wanted to move on to be with his mother but he didn't know how. Jess agreed with me to help this boy. We said a few prayers and kept out fingers on the ring until it said good-bye.
With our fingers still on the board, we felt as if there was another spirit there. The pointer began moving around the board and we started to become scared. A few seconds later we heard a twig snap close by us, only we were alone. Terrified we folded to paper up and ran to her four-wheeler that we had rode to the creek. On the trip back, we kept seeing a shadow darting around in the trees. we decided when we got back to the house that it was enough for now.
Later after dinner, we went and sat on her trampoline and pulled out our homemade Ouija board. We asked about spirits and got a young girl named Connie. She told us she had once lived in the house but got lost in the woods while looking for her brother, Benjamin. We told her we had talked to him and we helped him move on. We asked her a couple questions about what she looked like. I asked her hair color and the type. "R-E-D" and "C-U-R-L-Y" were my answers. Freaked, I asked if her nickname had been Curly. "Y-E-S" Now I was practically bouncing because when Jess had been young, she had an "imaginary" friend named curly, who had red, curly hair. She told us that yes, it had been her. Then she started saying help me. There was another spirit trying to pull her away and keep her as his. We did the same for here that we had done earlier for her brother.
When she was finally gone, the ring began to move. It was cussing me out for helping Curly. Me being a dumb 15 year-old, cussed this spirit back. After awhile, this spirit was laughing, obviously having a good time fighting with me. Curious, we asked his name. "H-E-N-R-Y" Talking to him more, we found out he was a spirit trapped in Satan's service. After some time, the pointer began to move slower than it had been. We asked why. "S-A-T-A-N-I-S-C-O-M-I-N-G" Now, deeply terrified we said good-bye and went inside.
The next day, we decided to play again. This time the first and only spirit that came to us was Henry. Henry told us that he was only 19 when he died and wanted us to search the internet to locate a possible article of his death. He then FORCED us to add these to our board: . , / ? ! ; This new board we specified was made FOR HENRY ONLY. When we couldn't find an article, we asked other questions about him. He told us he hated how Satan used him as a "slave" and asked us to set him free. He gave us bible versus to read and to pray for his release. While searching, my finger was still on the ring and it moved slightly. When Jess out her finger on the ring, it moved more "H-E-S-C-O-M-I-N-G" so we began to read. While doing this the pointer moved quickly over the exclamation mark over and over. We read some more and noticed something rather funny. The one word Henry spelled repeatedly. "G-O-G-O-G-O-G-O-G-O-G-O" We eventually succeeded.
We messed around more that day and discovered Henry was rather, I don't know how you'd say it. But he wanted me and my cousin to strip for him. Classic teenager. Even dead he was trying to get girls. He even wanted us to be his girlfriends. Once while I asked where he was sitting he said "B-E-S-I-D-E-Y-O-U" So I put my hand on the bed to the left, it was cold. And being stupid I asked "where is my hand at?" he replied "P-L-E-A-S-E-M-O-V-E-I-T-Y-O-U-R-T-E-A-S-I-N-G-M-E" So I wanted a picture. This I had never done before. Never seen a ghost in my life. But he told me to take a picture of the TV screen. When I snapped the picture on Jess's cell phone. All there was was me and her on the bed. When she looked back at it, there was a mist on the floor. There was a distinguished face, and an arm reaching toward my foot. We put the board away.
This is where it gets difficult for me to talk about. That night we played again and Henry began warning us that Satan was in the room. Sitting behind my cousin. Henry said that Satan was angry with us and was going to get even. We were told he was going after Nick( Jess's bf at the time) and Chris (my bf at the time). We were so terrified we asked Henry to go protect them. He said "I-W-I-L-L" and the ring slid to good-bye. As we were laying in bed to go to sleep, we both felt a tug on the blanket at our feet, with no one there.
To this day, I still have the homemade Ouija board with me. It stays in my wallet. I no longer want it but I don't know what will happen if I throw it away. I do, however, believe that Henry was a demon like Drew from Big chief's story Talking To A Friend From Hell because my story relates to his. If Henry was ever attracted to us could it be to the board? I don't believe he wants to hurt me but I don't like having my things disappear then reappear when I ask for it back. Nothing bad happens to me. I just want to be done with the board and the spirit/demon Jess and I befriended.
Sent in by Mysti, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
Thursday, February 18, 2010
ZOZO and Carrie
This happened to me and my friend Mandy. Here's what happened.
I've wanted a Ouija board for a long time, but my mom disapproved of them and told me they were dangerous but when I moved in with my dad everything changed. My dad never believed in ghosts while me and my mom strongly believed so my dad bought me a Ouija board the night before my friend Mandy was going to sleep over at my house. Well that night was a little weird. When I was staying up late watching movies by myself I started to get a eerie feeling. Then I turned my head and looked at where I put my Ouija Board, it wasn't where I left it. Weird I thought to myself and begun to search for it. finally I found it still in the packaging how I left it in the creepiest part of my basement, the oilroom/laundry room. The reason why I'm a little freaked out by this room is because I thought I saw a little boy in there asking to play a year ago. So anyway I gathered up my courage and went in there to get it. I quickly ran in and back out and shut the door to that room very quickly and went to bed a little shaken up.
The next day me and my dad went to pick up my friend Mandy. As soon as we picked her up she asked if I got the Ouija Board, we both were really excited to play with one. When we got to my house we went down in my basement and started to play. You hold it first I told her (She's done it before and this was my first time), ok she replied happily. She held the Ouija Board and asked the first question. "Are there any sp-rits here" she asked. Nothing happened so we made it move ourselves for the first couple minutes or so. Then it moved on it's own because and moved differently and my friend had a startled look on her face. So we asked the question again, and the planchette moved to yes.
Then we asked it's name, it spelled out C-A-R-R-I-E, Carrie. Carrie said she was 17 and was killed when someone was beating her. We found Carrie in my oilroom. We asked if we could see her, she said we could maybe see her but only if we made it like pitch black, so we did. At first Mandy and I thought we probably wouldn't be able to see her but then I saw this tall, skinny, pale long-blond-haired girl standing in the dark. I even remember what she was wearing, a strapless black mini-dress, with a white belt on the waist, an old fashioned diamond heart necklace, and strappy zebra heels. She even had pink highlights like Avril Lavigne. Carrie became our spirit guide and loved us like sisters. Carrie would also do weird stuff like sometimes I would feel like little shocks on my face but the only thing near me was air, and I felt someone tickle my back, but Mandy was in the bathroom. So you can tell Carrie was a really nice ghost and would protect us if we needed her to.
When we were sitting on my bed calm and relaxed talking to Carrie something weird happened to both me and Mandy, we felt pains on our arms like claws were scratching us. At first we thought Carrie was playing a joke on us, but when we said "Carrie, Stop!" something freaky happened. The board started spelling out something fast and furiously. I was holding the board at the time and while this was going on both me and Mandy felt the same thing sad, mad, depressed, felt like there was no happiness left in the world. Finally I realized what the board spelled out, when I did I was terrified, terrified enough to almost not tell my friend, but I decided I had to. She asked me over an over "What is it saying?" finally I choked out "ZOZO", "It said, this is not Carrie, it's ZOZO."
It took my friend a couple seconds to put it together, but when she did she gave me the most horrified look I've ever seen before in my life. If you're wondering why we were terrified it's because ZOZO is an evil devil who some people have said has murdered innocent people for fun. Anyway when we figured this out we had no idea whatsoever except to just read what he said.
ZOZO started asking questions, weird questions, like "do you like to watch people die?" and another was "do you want to die tonight and join me, it won't hurt, that bad." Then he started saying he was going to kill us at 12:00 am. You'd think as soon as he left we'd be smart and put the board away, hope it never happened, but no we kept playing it. As soon as ZOZO left Carrie came back asking us what happened we told her and then she left to try to go and stop him. At the time it was 11:00 pm. So we had a hour. We stopped playing for a short while to make popcorn and watch a little TV. By 11:30 pm we felt better and almost forgot what happened but as soon as the clock said 12:00 am weird stuff started to happen. Doors slammed upstairs, my radio turned it self on blared, footsteps above our heads and weird demonic voices filled the air. At first we thought it was my dad but when we went upstairs he was sound asleep like he had been at 11:00 pm. Then we started to freak out. We tried to wake up my dad, no use he was a heavy sleeper, and plus he didn't believe in ghosts anyway. So we were on our own.
We ran downstairs and waited. Just as we were starting to calm down again the stuff happened again only three times worse. Even the scratches on the arms started again, only this time when I looked down at the marks they spelled out something. "You will die tonight." Mandy got the same one on her arm. Then amongst the horrors I remembered something. Mandy had brought Holy water with her in case we needed it. So I yelled to Mandy to go get it and I was searching through my brain for a passage from the bible to read to vanish ZOZO. Finally I thought of one, and I yelled to Mandy to say it with me, we said over and over as we blessed my house and sprinkled Holy water everywhere. Then suddenly we both felt the evilness go away and we knew we had done it. We were so happy. Mandy and I are creeped out big-time still, but we still may play with one again.
Sent in by Kailee LaBelle, Copyright 2010
More about ZOZO:
ZOZO stories on True Ghost Tales
Zozo Ouija Spirit on blogspot
Even more Ouija Board Stories:
The Freakiest Ouija Board Stories Ever
I've wanted a Ouija board for a long time, but my mom disapproved of them and told me they were dangerous but when I moved in with my dad everything changed. My dad never believed in ghosts while me and my mom strongly believed so my dad bought me a Ouija board the night before my friend Mandy was going to sleep over at my house. Well that night was a little weird. When I was staying up late watching movies by myself I started to get a eerie feeling. Then I turned my head and looked at where I put my Ouija Board, it wasn't where I left it. Weird I thought to myself and begun to search for it. finally I found it still in the packaging how I left it in the creepiest part of my basement, the oilroom/laundry room. The reason why I'm a little freaked out by this room is because I thought I saw a little boy in there asking to play a year ago. So anyway I gathered up my courage and went in there to get it. I quickly ran in and back out and shut the door to that room very quickly and went to bed a little shaken up.
The next day me and my dad went to pick up my friend Mandy. As soon as we picked her up she asked if I got the Ouija Board, we both were really excited to play with one. When we got to my house we went down in my basement and started to play. You hold it first I told her (She's done it before and this was my first time), ok she replied happily. She held the Ouija Board and asked the first question. "Are there any sp-rits here" she asked. Nothing happened so we made it move ourselves for the first couple minutes or so. Then it moved on it's own because and moved differently and my friend had a startled look on her face. So we asked the question again, and the planchette moved to yes.
Then we asked it's name, it spelled out C-A-R-R-I-E, Carrie. Carrie said she was 17 and was killed when someone was beating her. We found Carrie in my oilroom. We asked if we could see her, she said we could maybe see her but only if we made it like pitch black, so we did. At first Mandy and I thought we probably wouldn't be able to see her but then I saw this tall, skinny, pale long-blond-haired girl standing in the dark. I even remember what she was wearing, a strapless black mini-dress, with a white belt on the waist, an old fashioned diamond heart necklace, and strappy zebra heels. She even had pink highlights like Avril Lavigne. Carrie became our spirit guide and loved us like sisters. Carrie would also do weird stuff like sometimes I would feel like little shocks on my face but the only thing near me was air, and I felt someone tickle my back, but Mandy was in the bathroom. So you can tell Carrie was a really nice ghost and would protect us if we needed her to.
When we were sitting on my bed calm and relaxed talking to Carrie something weird happened to both me and Mandy, we felt pains on our arms like claws were scratching us. At first we thought Carrie was playing a joke on us, but when we said "Carrie, Stop!" something freaky happened. The board started spelling out something fast and furiously. I was holding the board at the time and while this was going on both me and Mandy felt the same thing sad, mad, depressed, felt like there was no happiness left in the world. Finally I realized what the board spelled out, when I did I was terrified, terrified enough to almost not tell my friend, but I decided I had to. She asked me over an over "What is it saying?" finally I choked out "ZOZO", "It said, this is not Carrie, it's ZOZO."
It took my friend a couple seconds to put it together, but when she did she gave me the most horrified look I've ever seen before in my life. If you're wondering why we were terrified it's because ZOZO is an evil devil who some people have said has murdered innocent people for fun. Anyway when we figured this out we had no idea whatsoever except to just read what he said.
ZOZO started asking questions, weird questions, like "do you like to watch people die?" and another was "do you want to die tonight and join me, it won't hurt, that bad." Then he started saying he was going to kill us at 12:00 am. You'd think as soon as he left we'd be smart and put the board away, hope it never happened, but no we kept playing it. As soon as ZOZO left Carrie came back asking us what happened we told her and then she left to try to go and stop him. At the time it was 11:00 pm. So we had a hour. We stopped playing for a short while to make popcorn and watch a little TV. By 11:30 pm we felt better and almost forgot what happened but as soon as the clock said 12:00 am weird stuff started to happen. Doors slammed upstairs, my radio turned it self on blared, footsteps above our heads and weird demonic voices filled the air. At first we thought it was my dad but when we went upstairs he was sound asleep like he had been at 11:00 pm. Then we started to freak out. We tried to wake up my dad, no use he was a heavy sleeper, and plus he didn't believe in ghosts anyway. So we were on our own.
We ran downstairs and waited. Just as we were starting to calm down again the stuff happened again only three times worse. Even the scratches on the arms started again, only this time when I looked down at the marks they spelled out something. "You will die tonight." Mandy got the same one on her arm. Then amongst the horrors I remembered something. Mandy had brought Holy water with her in case we needed it. So I yelled to Mandy to go get it and I was searching through my brain for a passage from the bible to read to vanish ZOZO. Finally I thought of one, and I yelled to Mandy to say it with me, we said over and over as we blessed my house and sprinkled Holy water everywhere. Then suddenly we both felt the evilness go away and we knew we had done it. We were so happy. Mandy and I are creeped out big-time still, but we still may play with one again.
Sent in by Kailee LaBelle, Copyright 2010
More about ZOZO:
ZOZO stories on True Ghost Tales
Zozo Ouija Spirit on blogspot
Even more Ouija Board Stories:
The Freakiest Ouija Board Stories Ever
Friday, January 22, 2010
12 Hours in Hell the Evil Ouija Spirit
I'd like to share my most horrifying story with you. I am now 20 years old, and this happened to me when I was 17.
On the weekend, my friend (anonymous) came over to my house. She had an Ouija board with her and suggested we try it. My parents were gone for the weekend, so I figured it would be okay. So we sat down on the floor, and she said that I should go first. I put the tips of my hands over the glass pointer and said, "Is anyone there?"
Nothing happened for a few moments, but then the glass started to move toward "YES". I was pretty scared then since I hadn't done anything. My friend was speechless. "Ask it something else," she said in a quiet shaky voice. I was about to say something, but then the glass started moving slowly around the board, first stopping at T, and going until it spelled out "THANKS." Me and my friend looked at each other. Then I said, "For what?"
My friend collected a scrap of paper from the trash can sitting in the other room and a pen. She came back and sat down as the pointer began moving again. My friend wrote this down: FORSETTINGMEFREE. Just then, the paper was ripped from my friend's hands and torn up. She screamed. "Go!" I yelled, "Get out! Hurry!" She and I got up and ran to the door and out of the house. That night I stayed at her place.
The next day, we went back to my house to get the board out. I had to run in, get it, and run out again. I walked up to the door, took a deep breath, opened it (we hadn't locked it), and dashed in. The board was sitting where we left it. I swooped down, snatched it, and sprinted back toward the door. Then it slammed closed by itself and locked, keeping me in. I tried to unlock it, but something was holding the knob still. I screamed repeatedly, and I could hear my friend screaming from outside.
We hadn't turned the lights off last night, so they were still on, but suddenly they were knocked out and everything was black and white. I stopped screaming and turned around, facing the living room. Then my friend yelled, "I'm going to find help! Hold on!" I heard her footsteps die away. I was breathing heavily. I dropped the Ouija board and made a mad dash to my left, into the office, the bathroom, the laundry room, and then the kitchen. I tore through the cupboard below the sink for something I'd heard about before; sulfur. Meanwhile, I heard footsteps getting closer in the living room. They were slow, though. I finally found the sulfur, and it was in a jar. I opened it and started pouring it all around me just as the footsteps were about to enter the kitchen from the doorway across from me.
Then I saw it. It was a tall, lean, dark figure in the doorway. My eyes were fixed on the shady silhouette, and I was paralyzed with fear. It got closer to me, and I could see it towered over me even when I wasn't down on my knees in fear. It proceeded until its feet stood right at the edge of the sulfur line. And then it could go no further. It looked down, and made a growling-yelling sound, I think it was in frustration. Then it vanished. I sighed in relief, but I was still shaking.
I looked at the time on the microwave. It read 6:02 p.m. I don't remember when I dozed off, but when I awoke it was to banging on the back door, which was in the laundry room, about 4 feet away from where I was curled up. "Hannah!" yelled a man's voice. My father's. I looked at the time. It read 12:12 p.m. "Hannah!" he yelled again. "Yeah?" I called quietly. He obviously heard me, though. "Hannah! Are you okay? What's going on in there? The door's locked and I don't have a key." "I... don't... really know. There's something in the house. I can't move more than one foot for safety reasons." I replied in the same raspy voice I always have when I'm scared. I heard my father mumbling among other voices, then he said, "Then I'm breaking in to get you out." "No!" I tried yelling. "It's too dangerous. Just... Just go get a priest, or something. I think it's a ghost." "A ghost?" he said. "Yes, please. Just go, now!" I yelled. "You're sure you're okay? I need to at least leave someone to stay with you. I can stay." "No." I replied. "How many do you have with you?" "Your mother and your friend." "Neither of them can stay. All of you, just go. And please hurry!" I could barely talk anymore. "Okay. Be careful. I'll be back as soon as I can." said my father. A few moments later, and their running footsteps were gone.
I was still tired, and before I knew it, it was 5:33 a.m. I lifted my head, and standing over me was the figure. I was so startled I couldn't even scream. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I didn't even need to go to the bathroom anymore. Once again, though, the thing disappeared. But a few seconds later, the sulfur sitting around me was blown away. Turning my head, I saw a floating blow-dryer. I screamed, and the dryer fell to the floor, becoming unplugged. I scrambled up, grabbing the jar of sulfur and sprinting in the opposite direction, into the laundry room, the bathroom, the office, and I started to make my way across the living room when I was grabbed from behind. The sulfur jar fell onto the carpet, but didn't break as I tried to wrestle my way out of the hold I was in. I was screaming hysterically, but the grip the thing had on me was like stone. All of a sudden, it wrestled me to the ground. Then it started screaming, and let me go. I grabbed the sulfur jar and hurriedly ran to my room.
Once inside, I closed and locked the door, ran to my bed, and poured the sulfur in a straight line around all four sides of it and climbed on. I was safe again. The whole house became deathly quiet. There was then a tap on my window, and I gave a small shriek. I reached over and shakily opened the blind next to my bed. My father was on the other side of the window, and next to him was a short, gray-haired man who I recognized as our local priest. My father motioned for me to open the window. My eyes drifted toward the clock on my wall, which read 5:49 a.m., and then I reached for the latch on my window as quietly as possible. I carefully flipped it upward so my dad could open it. He slid the window open as carefully as I had unlocked it. "Okay," he whispered. "Climb through quietly." I stepped slowly off of my bed and lifted one foot onto the edge of the windowsill. I bent my head, and grabbed my dad's hands. As I proceeded, he grabbed my waist and I put my hands on his shoulders. I then put my other foot on the windowsill and pressed my bent knees to my father's chest. He then lifted me off the windowsill and slowly lowered my body until I was on the ground. I ran toward my mom and my friend, my mom hugging me first. "Are you okay?" she said. "Fine," I lied.
I don't really want to go into details about the rest of the morning. The priest banished the spirit from our home, and throughout the process there was a lot of screaming and horrible ghastly noises that made me and my friend weep uncontrollably. We were allowed to go back inside at 6:36 a.m., but I preferred to stay at my friend's place again and didn't go back home until about a week after the incident. It was a very traumatic experience for me, and I'll probably never forget that figure that still haunts my dreams.
I documented everything that happened right after it did. The time, the words, everything. I never wanted to forget this, not because of the memories, but so I could one day write about it so I could share my story with the world.
Written by Hannah, Copyright 2010
On the weekend, my friend (anonymous) came over to my house. She had an Ouija board with her and suggested we try it. My parents were gone for the weekend, so I figured it would be okay. So we sat down on the floor, and she said that I should go first. I put the tips of my hands over the glass pointer and said, "Is anyone there?"
Nothing happened for a few moments, but then the glass started to move toward "YES". I was pretty scared then since I hadn't done anything. My friend was speechless. "Ask it something else," she said in a quiet shaky voice. I was about to say something, but then the glass started moving slowly around the board, first stopping at T, and going until it spelled out "THANKS." Me and my friend looked at each other. Then I said, "For what?"
My friend collected a scrap of paper from the trash can sitting in the other room and a pen. She came back and sat down as the pointer began moving again. My friend wrote this down: FORSETTINGMEFREE. Just then, the paper was ripped from my friend's hands and torn up. She screamed. "Go!" I yelled, "Get out! Hurry!" She and I got up and ran to the door and out of the house. That night I stayed at her place.
The next day, we went back to my house to get the board out. I had to run in, get it, and run out again. I walked up to the door, took a deep breath, opened it (we hadn't locked it), and dashed in. The board was sitting where we left it. I swooped down, snatched it, and sprinted back toward the door. Then it slammed closed by itself and locked, keeping me in. I tried to unlock it, but something was holding the knob still. I screamed repeatedly, and I could hear my friend screaming from outside.
We hadn't turned the lights off last night, so they were still on, but suddenly they were knocked out and everything was black and white. I stopped screaming and turned around, facing the living room. Then my friend yelled, "I'm going to find help! Hold on!" I heard her footsteps die away. I was breathing heavily. I dropped the Ouija board and made a mad dash to my left, into the office, the bathroom, the laundry room, and then the kitchen. I tore through the cupboard below the sink for something I'd heard about before; sulfur. Meanwhile, I heard footsteps getting closer in the living room. They were slow, though. I finally found the sulfur, and it was in a jar. I opened it and started pouring it all around me just as the footsteps were about to enter the kitchen from the doorway across from me.
Then I saw it. It was a tall, lean, dark figure in the doorway. My eyes were fixed on the shady silhouette, and I was paralyzed with fear. It got closer to me, and I could see it towered over me even when I wasn't down on my knees in fear. It proceeded until its feet stood right at the edge of the sulfur line. And then it could go no further. It looked down, and made a growling-yelling sound, I think it was in frustration. Then it vanished. I sighed in relief, but I was still shaking.
I looked at the time on the microwave. It read 6:02 p.m. I don't remember when I dozed off, but when I awoke it was to banging on the back door, which was in the laundry room, about 4 feet away from where I was curled up. "Hannah!" yelled a man's voice. My father's. I looked at the time. It read 12:12 p.m. "Hannah!" he yelled again. "Yeah?" I called quietly. He obviously heard me, though. "Hannah! Are you okay? What's going on in there? The door's locked and I don't have a key." "I... don't... really know. There's something in the house. I can't move more than one foot for safety reasons." I replied in the same raspy voice I always have when I'm scared. I heard my father mumbling among other voices, then he said, "Then I'm breaking in to get you out." "No!" I tried yelling. "It's too dangerous. Just... Just go get a priest, or something. I think it's a ghost." "A ghost?" he said. "Yes, please. Just go, now!" I yelled. "You're sure you're okay? I need to at least leave someone to stay with you. I can stay." "No." I replied. "How many do you have with you?" "Your mother and your friend." "Neither of them can stay. All of you, just go. And please hurry!" I could barely talk anymore. "Okay. Be careful. I'll be back as soon as I can." said my father. A few moments later, and their running footsteps were gone.
I was still tired, and before I knew it, it was 5:33 a.m. I lifted my head, and standing over me was the figure. I was so startled I couldn't even scream. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I didn't even need to go to the bathroom anymore. Once again, though, the thing disappeared. But a few seconds later, the sulfur sitting around me was blown away. Turning my head, I saw a floating blow-dryer. I screamed, and the dryer fell to the floor, becoming unplugged. I scrambled up, grabbing the jar of sulfur and sprinting in the opposite direction, into the laundry room, the bathroom, the office, and I started to make my way across the living room when I was grabbed from behind. The sulfur jar fell onto the carpet, but didn't break as I tried to wrestle my way out of the hold I was in. I was screaming hysterically, but the grip the thing had on me was like stone. All of a sudden, it wrestled me to the ground. Then it started screaming, and let me go. I grabbed the sulfur jar and hurriedly ran to my room.
Once inside, I closed and locked the door, ran to my bed, and poured the sulfur in a straight line around all four sides of it and climbed on. I was safe again. The whole house became deathly quiet. There was then a tap on my window, and I gave a small shriek. I reached over and shakily opened the blind next to my bed. My father was on the other side of the window, and next to him was a short, gray-haired man who I recognized as our local priest. My father motioned for me to open the window. My eyes drifted toward the clock on my wall, which read 5:49 a.m., and then I reached for the latch on my window as quietly as possible. I carefully flipped it upward so my dad could open it. He slid the window open as carefully as I had unlocked it. "Okay," he whispered. "Climb through quietly." I stepped slowly off of my bed and lifted one foot onto the edge of the windowsill. I bent my head, and grabbed my dad's hands. As I proceeded, he grabbed my waist and I put my hands on his shoulders. I then put my other foot on the windowsill and pressed my bent knees to my father's chest. He then lifted me off the windowsill and slowly lowered my body until I was on the ground. I ran toward my mom and my friend, my mom hugging me first. "Are you okay?" she said. "Fine," I lied.
I don't really want to go into details about the rest of the morning. The priest banished the spirit from our home, and throughout the process there was a lot of screaming and horrible ghastly noises that made me and my friend weep uncontrollably. We were allowed to go back inside at 6:36 a.m., but I preferred to stay at my friend's place again and didn't go back home until about a week after the incident. It was a very traumatic experience for me, and I'll probably never forget that figure that still haunts my dreams.
I documented everything that happened right after it did. The time, the words, everything. I never wanted to forget this, not because of the memories, but so I could one day write about it so I could share my story with the world.
Written by Hannah, Copyright 2010
Monday, December 28, 2009
A Ouija Board Killed My Best Friend
Later that night we met them and we got drunk off a few brews and we hung out for a while. They asked if we wanted to go back to their place and me and my best friend Stacey agreed. They had a car so we got in the car and drove to the middle of nowhere where this little cottage was, it looked actually creepy. but I wasn't bothered because I was drunk and I'm never bothered of anything when I'm drunk.
Carl said "I want to show you something." Carl and David took us down in the basement of this little cottage. I thought he was going to try it on with me but I agreed to follow him. There were candles ready and all I saw was this board in the middle of an old wooden table with candles everywhere. I asked, "What's this?" He went, "If you loved me you will play it with me." Stacey and I sat down on the floor and looked at it. I said, "So what is it?" He said, "It's cool. It's all about spirits and ghosts and stuff." I got scared because I heard about this board but had never actually seen it but I agreed to go along with it.
We sat around and held hands. Carl let out a big laugh and I said, "This is a joke isn't it?" He said, "No, honestly just sit down and play." David said these words in a different language and I looked at him in a sarcastic way laughing at him thinking, they are just messing around. But then pointer flew to hello. I jumped to fright and I tried to leave. Carl jumped up and tried to calm me down but I wouldn't accept it. I tried to walk up the basement stairs and I remember he was saying we have only just started just see how it goes.
I sat back down, all I felt was a drift of cold go across my back since I had only my little flower top on. Carl asked a question saying 'What's your name?', the pointer flew to the letters D-L-K-E-R. We all froze staring at each other. I said, "What a name, dlker." Joking, Stacey asked 'How old are you?' it flew to the words I-H-A-T-E-Y-O-U-B-I-T-C-H. I laughed and said now you's are joking around now everyone.
Stacey asked 'are you going to hurt anyone?' It said Y-E-S-Y-O-U. She asked 'is anyone going to die here?' It said Y-E-S-Y-O-U. Stacey laughed and we got bored so we closed the game by saying a prayer but that's when everything went wrong...
A candle got thrown at me when I was walking up the stairs and I was last. I ran and Carl grabbed me and said, "It's alright, everything is fine. It will wear off soon." I sat down with fright on the bench and he lit the fire with some coal. I was so shocked I went white. I felt a big draft over my back and I felt like someone was watching me from every corner of the room. I cuddled into Carl and Stacey was making out with David on the sofa, she wasn't bothered one bit even though it said she was going to die.
Later on it was about 10:00 pm that night and we had to be home by midnight. Everyone decided to play again apart from me. I sat out watching them. They all closed their eyes and I felt so scared for them. Carl asked 'Are you a human?' It replied N-O. Stacey replied 'So what are you then?' It replied I-H-A-T-E-Y-O-U-B-I-T-C-H-I-M-G-O-I-N-G-T-O-K-I-L-L-Y-O-U. Stacey screamed and I jumped up. What? Her nose was bleeding! She was crying and she ran up the basement stairs. I ran after her and the basement door shut. We both screamed and fell. Carl and David got a fright too. We managed to kick the door through and run, we both were so scared. Carl and David ran with us and gave us a lift to my place. We kept our mouths shut. I had to clean up Stacey at my house and Carl said he wouldn't go back to his home he was going to stay at David's for a while until he found a house. We thought it was best to end our relationship as it wasn't the best date I have had.
A couple of days later I kept having a dream every night of a black figure standing at the bottom of my bed, it kept saying 'Stacey.' I don't know why Stacey, but a month later I told Stacey about this dream I was having every night of a black figure. She said, "Well that's weird." I went back to sleep that night and woke up with someone saying my name this time in a loud whisper. I look to the bottom of my bed and saw a black figure looking at me. I couldn't see its face. I just saw the outline but the body colored in black. I screamed so loud and I ran into my moms bed. I went back to sleep with a whisper in my dream and I saw Stacey get killed by this black figure with a long sword. I woke up again crying in my mothers bed. Later that morning I went to meet Stacey at the field were I normally met her but she wasn't there.
I Got to the road and then I froze with shock. I couldn't move! I stood there for a whole five minutes somebody said just staring with shock. My best friend who I knew since I was five years old was lying there on the road dead. She got knocked over. I still cry to this day, I suffer depression and I take a lot of medication and still have nightmares, its the most horrible thing ever!
All I have to say to children and adults is please don't play with an Ouija board, nobody knows how dangerous it is until they try it that's why I suggest you don't play it. I lost my best friend through it and if I hadn't played it she would probably still be here to this day. Please be careful what you do, it doesn't matter if someone calls you a wimp at least your not the one who's going to suffer. Please take my advise thank you for listening to my story, it is true, believe what you want.
R.I.P. Stacey your in a better place now you will always still be my best friend for life you were too good for Earth, God only takes the best. I love you.
Sent in by Elisha, Copyright 2009
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Saturday, August 8, 2009
Talking to a Friend in Hell via Ouija Board
I'll tell you what he told me. His name is Drew and he was a gang member from my area that died and went to hell. He said that it is very dark and smoldering hot where he is. He told me that the Ouija board is an oracle designed to talk to the residents in hell and that some spirits may be good souls that were banished to hell for not believing in God, but most of the spirits are bad spirits faking it and trying to seem good. Since my uncle knew him, he was telling me about this on multiple occasions.
From what he has told me, there are 3 stages after death. There is heaven (Gods palace), limbo (our world - you are stuck here to haunt something till you move on), and hell (Satan's palace). I don't know, he said that it was too complicated to explain, but he is in hell and at the same time he is in the room with me. He said that he can be in 2 places at one time. He would warn us of demons that are coming through and said that the Ouija board is a portal to hell. They are still in hell, but half of them are in your home. That is how evil spirits are released through oracles.
He told me that hell is forever, and when he first went there he was in dark nothing with light shining on him. The light started closing and souls began to grab him and bite and suck his flesh. He screamed for mercy, but his actions were unforgivable. He said that when you go to hell, damned souls will grab you and drag you down while ripping you apart, but of course he paraphrased it. He said there is no getting out of hell. You're trapped there for good, but he said the devil allows some demons to leave so that they can damn souls.
On several sessions, Drew said he had to go because his friends were calling him and he was drinking corona's (a beer). I found that odd that you can drink current time beers in hell? He even talked to me while he was drunk on the board, and you could tell he was drunk because he couldn't spell. He saved my uncle one time, because my uncle is a gang member too and he told him not to go outside on a certain day. My uncle didn't believe him. My uncle sat on a plastic chair outside, then I said, "Drew, if you're there give us a sign." So he grabbed the chair and pulled it out from under my uncle. We went in scared, and later that day there was a drive by and my uncle's house was shot up. He only lived because of Drew.
He said that they can read your mind, and they can either touch things or use their minds to move it. He said he can't throw anything around unless we talk to him and give him energy to do so. Also, all of them can see into the future, but they are not allowed to say much in fear of the big man. He said that if he said anything about the future, the devil would do something. And when I would ask him what, he would just repeat SAVE ME, SAVE ME, SAVE ME, SATAN, SATAN, SATAN. He was very afraid.
He would warn us and would say go to church, Satan is coming, so we were scared and ended the session. He said that the more we talk to him the more power we give him. There was once a spirit who was pretending to be Drew, and Drew came back and he told me something that amazed me. We told him what happened and he said, and I quote, "hold on - ill be back ima go kick his ass." He came back, and he said he whooped his ass. One time my dad was saying that stuff isn't real, Drew is a nobody. Drew got mad and threw the board to the ground and said leave now, he said he was going to slit my fathers throat and kill him. I got on my knees and begged him to let my father be because he is ignorant. And he said RUN he is coming. We asked who was coming, and he said over and over again SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN. So we stopped and left the board out on the porch. He would predict who would die next from a shoot out and was always correct. He also said that he raped people in hell and he was also raped in hell by a mightier spirit. He said that higher level demons will rape people in hell.
During one session, he told us to change the channel to one where it had static. He said turn on music so you can see me dance. We did, and the static was jumping up and down to the music, and that blew my mind. He said that most of the time he gets drunk in hell, but he says most of his time in hell is being tortured by demons and Satan himself. He said he looked at his face, he's looking in the face of Satan, and he told me that it is the most horrifying thing that you will ever see. He began to cry. A grown man who lived on the streets killing began to cry like a baby. Every time I ask him what does Satan look like, he starts repeating his name and says he is crying so it must be crazy scary. He also said that some people that you see on the streets are not really humans but are very powerful demons that are there to influence people to do bad things.
He did mention a demon's name that he is afraid of as well. He told me not to say his name out loud, but it was cool to write it down. He said his name is "Zetoh," and he is a pretty big baddy. He also said that Succubus demons that have sex with humans are real. He told me to stop talking to him and to trust in God because he said hell is a place, a dark place and it is fiery hot. It looks like a dark fiery earth. He joked and said that they weren't kidding about the brimstones of fire and the lake of fire - its all true. He told me to follow God so I don't ever have to see what he has seen. To answer your question on what hell is like, it looks like a battle zone on fire. He said it is worse than anyone can imagine, your brain can't even comprehend how horrific it is.
Written by Big Chief, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com
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